She entered the room and sat down beside her date. They were on the couch that was perfectly arranged between the other seats in the living room. He put his arm around her shoulders and she rested her hand on his knee. She looked around the room and felt slightly uncomfortable when she noticed the other four guys in the room staring back at her.

There was good reason for them to stare. She was wearing a skimpy skirt that showed much skin when she crossed her legs trying to look elegant. But, that was hard to do with the shiny, black stilettos she decided to wear and the tight top that showed off the size of her breasts. Her decision to forego wearing a bra was the reason for the silhouette of her nipples, which were perky and hardening by the second. She had very little idea of what elegant women wore or how they presented themselves to a room full of men.

She had been raised in a trailer court with a perverted step-father and a drunken mother. She wore tight blue jeans and shirts designed to show off her midriff. She wore her hair huge and that was the fashion in the little town where everyone knew her name. They also knew what she was willing to do for a few extra dollars when her mother would yell at her and her step-father would make his advances.

She had to get out of that place. So, she left one day and went to the big city where she tried to put a new life together. She was still trying when she bumped into Charlie, the man she was sitting beside on the couch now. He treated her pretty good compared to the guys she knew back in the small town from where she came.

But, his bedroom was hot. She had never experienced anything like it. Of course, she knew how to get on her knees. She knew how to make a man happy in a matter of minutes. But, in Charlie’s bedroom there was an experience of a whole new kind. He loved telling her exactly what he wanted her to do. And the emotions she felt when she submitted to his will were very powerful. It was strange, but overwhelmingly powerful.

Looking around the room, it was like she was a sheep four wolves were about to devour. They were staring at her with hungry eyes that made her shiver. When she looked back at Charlie, she felt no comfort there either. He had turned to whisper in her ear and rested his hand on her leg with his other arm still around her shoulder. He was sliding his hand up and down her leg as he spoke in his calm but demanding voice.

“We’re going to have a little fun tonight.”

She pulled her head away from his so that she could see his eyes. He just smiled and nodded his head. She knew what he meant and it was something she had never participated in before. She froze. She turned her head back to look straight across the room and literally froze while he continued to speak in her ear.

“I’m going to share you with my friends.”

Her blood pressure rushed to her head. She felt the heat of frustration that he had put her in that situation and hadn’t talked to her about it first. But, there was another feeling that overwhelmed her too. She was secretly aroused by the idea. It was a strange feeling she had never felt before.

She had always felt a sense of control. Even when she was taking money and pleasing men back in the trailer court, she felt like she controlled the situation. They were giving her money. That’s why she felt she was in control.

But, the way Charlie had always treated her like a lady in public but a whore in the bedroom was intense. He only had to say things once and she bended to his will. Pleasing him the way he wanted to be pleased with every pull of her hair, with every spank on her ass, with every ounce of him she swallowed she started to feel like that was her purpose in life.

But, he had just crossed the line. She was for his pleasure and he wanted to share her with every guy in the room. She immediately felt humiliated and being the center of attention only placed more focus on her humiliation. She felt passionate burning in her breasts making her breathing a little suffocated. She couldn’t look any of them in the eye. She felt heat on her face. But, secretly she liked it.

Charlie made her stand as he stroked her face like she was his pet. Then, he ran his hand up her thigh and under her skirt. He put his hand in her panties and pulled them down below her ass cheek. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know if she should leave before she loses all dignity or if she should stay and let them have their way. Charlie slowly slid her panties down her legs and dropped them to the floor.

Glancing at him with a serious look, “What are you doing?” as she slowly stepped out of her panties one leg at a time. She could feel Charlie’s hands caressing her ass and she closed her eyes. He kissed her passionately on the mouth as his hand moved to her mound. He spread her lips apart and found her clit. Rubbing it, Charlie could hear Misty start to moan.

“Oh, you like that do you? My whore? Say it!” With one hand rubbing her clit and another pulling her head back by the hair, he commanded her, “Say it!”

“Mmm?”

“Say, you’re my whore!”

“Mm.”

“Say it!”

“Uh huh.”

“Say it whore. You’re my whore. Say it!”

“I’m your whore.”

“That’s right! Say it again!”

“I’m your whore.”

Undoing his pants, he told her to get on her knees. She opened her eyes and his huge manhood was being pulled out of his pants. He touched it to her lips. Then, he ran the length of his shaft over her mouth and back down again until his head rested once more on her lips.

She looked up at him and stared into his eyes. Circling his head around her lips, he stared back at her. She knew what he wanted so she took him in her mouth. She could hear the other guys getting turned on heavily.

She was their little sex slave, nothing but a whore to them. Yet, it aroused her. The more they said to her, the harder she sucked Charlie’s cock. He moaned in pleasure and for a minute she was lost, only to him.

Then, she felt a hand on her ass. Her skirt was being pulled up and one of the guys was rubbing her ass cheeks. Charlie pulled his cock out of her mouth and one of his friends stood in front of her. He was jerking on himself, but he wanted her to do that for him.

Charlie was now touching her ass. He was actually fingering around her asshole and spreading her cheeks apart. Then, Charlie seemed upset. Misty wasn’t doing anything to the guy standing in front of her.

Charlie told him to sit down on the couch. When the guy sat down, Charlie grabbed Misty by the hair and pushed her head into his lap. The guy put his member against Misty’s face and bounced it on her lips. Misty took some time, but she ran her hands up his legs and took his cock in her hand. She rubbed it gently and then took it in her mouth.

“There, that’s a good whore.” Charlie said from behind her.

He was fingering around her asshole again. Spreading her cheeks apart, he took his finger and rubbed around the outside of her asshole. Then, he penetrated. She had never had anal sex before. With Charlie’s finger in her asshole, this was a new sensation for her. She sucked on the guy’s cock even harder.

Charlie worked her asshole open wider and wider. He put two fingers in her. Then, he pumped her asshole a bit before inserting two fingers from his other hand. Once they were inside her, he literally pulled her asshole as wide as he could. Misty knew that was only the beginning of what she was about to feel.

It was then that she realized all the guys were feeling her. They had pulled her shirt up so that her tits were exposed. While she was giving one guy head, the other four were rubbing her pussy, pulling on her tits or spanking her ass.

Then, Charlie sat down on the couch beside the guy Misty was sucking. He pulled Misty over to him and pulled her up on top of him. He literally sat her down on him and began to pound her royally. One guy stood up on the couch and thrust his cock in her mouth.

Two guys had grabbed her hands and placed them on their cocks. She started stroking them immediately as she tasted cock in her mouth and her pussy was getting savagely hammered by Charlie.

But, Charlie had the urge to be the first for everything. He suddenly pulled his cock out of Misty’s pussy and pushed her leg up so that he could get out from under her. In a flash, one guy was in his seat and he was putting his cock in her. She was a little hesitant at first, but she had already submitted to this gangbang. Why fight any of it now?

The guy started fucking her hard and pounding her pussy every bit as hard as Charlie had. The other guys had switched places. Misty was stroking two guys and sucking another, but they had changed positions. Her breasts were being pulled and slapped. One guy loved to twist her nipples. He would twist them and then pull them real hard. Thinking she enjoyed that, he would give them a love slap every time he did it.

The guy fucking her was really in control and enjoying it, but then he slowed down. She was still sucking and stroking the other three. But, where was Charlie? Why was the guy slowing down?

Then, she felt it. Charlie inserted his cock in her ass. He started slow to get it in her. Then when it was in, he started pumping faster. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back to his.

“You’re my fucking whore aren’t you? Say it. You’re my whore.”

As a tear welled up in her eye and rolled down her cheek, “Yes, I’m your whore.”

He pumped faster and faster. She was being double penetrated and it felt like something had opened her up completely. She sucked and stroked while Charlie and his friend pounded and pounded.

Suddenly, Charlie grabbed Misty and pulled her to the floor. She was on her knees and he made her look up at him while he jerked himself clean. He came on her face and the other guys jerked themselves too. They all came on her face. Charlie put his cock in her mouth to make her swallow the cum he had left.

Five guys stood around Misty stroking themselves and wiping cum on her cheek and in her mouth. They moaned and looked down at her with satisfied smiles on their faces. Then, one by one they started to get dressed. As they got dressed, they started talking about going to the bar and having a few beers.

“Sounds good,” said Charlie as he put his jeans on and pulled his shirt back over his head.

Misty hadn’t even been asked. Wiping her face with her hands, she stood up and looked around for her panties. She found them on the floor. As she put her panties on, Charlie asked her what she was going to do.

“What am I going to do? You mean while you guys go to the bar and have a few beers?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I’m going to go home and take a shower. I can catch up to you later.”

Charlie looked at her and the other guys left the room, “See you there Charlie.”

“Alright guys.” Looking back at Misty, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“What’s wrong? I thought this was what you wanted.”

“It was! But now that you did it, do you really think I can look at you the same?”

Misty stood in the middle of the room stunned. She couldn’t believe what she just heard. Charlie waited for a response and then walked out of the room. “Lock up when you let yourself out, OK Misty?”